When one goes on a canoe trip, one loses ones' comb. A fork only comes in handy when one loses ones comb which is annoying. If I didn't know that was me, I'd think this pic of me is an alien of an unknown universe whom has a Bud and has a stash of mustard next to him.

I think Julie had a good time on the canoe trip. And isn't that what it is all about? The Storms do attract something don't they. Natural disasters and bees. If I see one more bee that isn't beneficial to life I'm going to kill it.

By the way I have more misquitto bites per square inch of skin than any one else.